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NORTH GEORGIA TIMES
Wffl. 0. MARTIN, Fd.tor,
Stm is It Night;
. ■ fetiil Is it night, ,
The (thought which moved heart hut p „
my now
hath gone, ^ ■, ; .
• i. But with the light ,.....
It must return—I will await the dawn.
’Tis winter still;
The world is cold as yet; so late the snow
Lies on the hill,
The footsteps of the waking hours so slow.
Yet one may hear
The soundless music of the frozen stream
By bending near ; •*
Thus joy is mingled in this sorrow’s dream.
Shall I repine ?
At all times—somewhere on this turning
earth—
The sun doth shine;
Tho death of hope must ho the new hope's
birth,
.. ft IbiotHfie sliactd
Mist, Tali .. j shall
fetel wherli chpncb to bo;
, , , And I have made
Tiie shadow mine—still must it comfort me.
Eve^thoughtke ’ ■ v. jf stars ebal shme L r climb, not on .ny ,■ shar p
, Sometime—sometime, .
That upland i will gain and find the day.
the^tb, • a i# r .a'
Hath' closed yet mv Instep shall bo
AVith my dead face
Turned to that land which I have longed to
see.
-If. B. Wilson , fa the Critic.
Slightly Mixed.
A bright moonlight night and n gay
party. Petite of laughter in all keys flout
through the keen frosty air us sleigh-load
after sleigh-load drive away from a
brightly ^it mansion, until the street
seems filled with the dashing sleighing
party .
One, a small shell-like creation drawn
by a single black Ik rse. leads the party,
Its occupants ar ir. Harold Grey stone
and his sister, Miss Nellie. Mr. Grey
stoue, after wrapping his sister in thc fur
robes, devotes himself to putting his
horse at a speed that promises to leave
the remainder of thc party in the distance.
For some reason, Mr. Greystonc does not
eeem to share the exuberant spirits of thc
rest of the party. On the contrary, ho
seems a good deal put out, to say”the
le.ist, ami his usually good-humored
countepanee is .overcast,
black brows are drawn together, and in
spite of the sweeping mustache one can
note the firm expression that lurks around
the mouth.
Altogether he looks very grim, Miss
Nellie thinks as she turns herself and
surveys him.
She is very small herself, and being
buried to thc chin in wraps, it is a work
of time to turn herself sufficiently to see
his face. Noting his expression, she be¬
gan cautiously:
“Harold, arn’t you driving the hope
too fast? Sec, thc others are a wav be¬
hind.”
"We will arrive all thc sooncr for sup¬
per, sis,” was the reply.
“O, well, but the oysters arc not put
on to cook yet, so we needn’t hurry on
that score.”
Harold reluctantly pulled up his horse
a little, and, looking buck, he growled.
“That fool, Douglass, will dawdle
enough for the whole party. It’s a grand
wonder he would consent to drive a load.
However, if my Lady Blanche wanted to
go iu a load he would not object. It’s a
mystery to me how as sensible a girl as
Blanche Leslie can tolerate such an idiot
in her presence. But, pshaw, there is uo
mystery about it. If a fellow has a full
purse it makes no’difference whether hc
possesses any brains or not. G’lang,
Jim,” slapping the horse savagely with
the reins.
“Harold, did you ask Blanche to go
with you?”
“No, by Jove, 1 didn’t. I am not
quite such a fool as that. My Lady
Blanche will find that she cannot twist
everyone around her finger like-Doug¬
lass.”
“I don’t think you need be so hard on
Blanche. She isn’t crazy after rich peo¬
ple at all. AVe are not rich, and I’m
sure she is always goodness itself, though
you do put on awful airs and treat her
like she was the veriest stranger. As for
Mr. Douglass, almost everyone likes him,
if he is a little soft. But Blanche isn’t
the least bit in love with Him.”
“No, not in love with him, but his
pocket-book. I nev er supposed she was
in love with him.”
-“Harold Greystone, I am ashamed of
you. You know there isn’t a word of
truth in what you say. There, I am glad
we have got there at last. I feel chilly
in spite of wraps.”
Harold ’lifted his charge from his
sleigh and placed her on the steps of the
hotel, where the party, have planned a
dance, to be followed by an oyster su j>
per. The other sleighs drove up, and
directly the hotel is alive with the merry
party. The evening is heartily enjoyed
by all, with the exception, perhaps, of
SPRING PLACE. GEORGIA, THURSDAY MAY (», 18S6.
flaibtd Greystone; The sight el Mss
Leslie smilingly aoccjjting the attentions
offered by young Douglass rendered ifye
evening anything but pleasant to him. It
is true he had -no right to -complain.
Nellie was right when she said his own
pride had erected the barrier between
them. The fact that while Miss Leslie’s
parents are grown wealthier within late
years, his own had grown poorer, was
obstacle enough to Harold, He did not
fancy the name of fortune-hunter. lie
told himself she had totally forgotten the
old days when they were cm an equal
footing, and, no doubt, she was ashamed
to remember her preference for himself.
But he would not presume on that now.
Douglass might win her, and he would
not lay a straw in his way.
Ail tlus and a great deal more ran
through hiS head as? he gaily talked find
danced ivitli d particulaf Hviii of
Blanche’s,' who seemed detenuirieci to
bring hini to her feet.
wh „, at ^ th<1 ,,, rty <:f , ndfidpd ( 0
turn their steps homeward; ilaroid seized
his,own particular charge from arid $ crowd
?f hooded and muffled figures speed
ily hnd hc “ r iu tbe sle5 S h ’ completely en
velopcd in the robes.
“Now, sis, remember you are not to
move or hardly speak on the way home,
( , ]s(J yQU wi „ by , a ; d up with an awfu ,
cold and have a red nose, and then you
can not see your dear Fred when he ar
rives to-morrow. After dancing so much
and eating a warm supper you must be
I doubly careful, and if I hear a sneeze,
llo:nc 5’°" 8° for the rest of the winter,
which cheerful remarks he
em^zedhy ‘ ^u need a not .gentle be absolutely shakmg dumb,
Just nod your head to signify your ap
F 0 ™ 1 of 1,1 >’ remarks. Did you have a
b-d time?”
A perceptible moving back and forth
" as his answer.
Yes, every one had a splendid time,
ra . vsolf in iwtieular. I entertained mp
. watching Douglass play the clown for
| ! ' ^I' l ,crrt 8S ' ctiou Leshe’s amusement. George, I He should did it have to
-
thought so many sweet smiles would have
; raa dc her sick. Shows how niuidi a
j"' j 0, 1111 ™m to can !t stand an,i when I -ho makes hn mind up her i|
'H' > 5 "1W
divnt-ytm?” ’
j A decided negative is indicated by his
companion s movements.
1 “Humph! I firmly believe she intends
to mar O r Softhead (his own name for
, !
young Douglass) sooner or later, probably
' sooncr Why don’t you think she docs,
-
Isis? You can unloosen that shawl or
| scar b or whatever it is, enough to let me
h, “ ar thc stt « nd of y° ur voico - Tin getting
lonesome. What did you say? ’
“I don’t think Blanehe likes Mr.
Douglass very well,” was the barely audi¬
ble reply.
“The deuce you don't! O, well! but
you are mistaken, I know. Don't she
show him all sorts of favors, dancing
with him repeatedly, even giving him
the dance she used to always give to me
and that I should have enjoyed so much
to-night?”
“Did you ask her for it?” murmured
the figure at his side.
“Ask her for it? Not I. Though, to
tell the truth, Nellie, I was awfully
tempted to. If she had vouchsafed me
one friendly glance 1 would undoubtedly
have made a fool of myself.”
Some violent emotion seemed to be
agitating his companion, and her strug¬
gles attracted the attention of Mr. Grey
stone; ho shook her vehemently.
“Now, Nellie, I positively forbid you
taking off a single shawl,” and hc at¬
tempted to readjust her wraps, but the
lady resisted his well-intended efforts
and in a trice had torn the veil from her
face and displayed to his astonished gaze
the laughing countenance of Blanche
Leslie.
“Pray, go on with your remarks, Mr.
Greystonc. Y’our style, though a little
peculiar, is nevertheless highly entertain¬
ing. I don’t know when I have enjoyed
a ride so much. Aren’t you afraid wc
shall upset if we don’t, keep to the road?”
, for the horse was following its own sweet
.vill and meandering along thc roadside
in an aimless fashion, while his driver
stared at his companion iu utter amaze
ment.
“What—an—utter—idiot I have been,”
his power of speech coming back to him
by jerks. “Where is Nellie, and how on
earth did you get here, Blanche?”
“O, Nellie wanted to ride home with
thc load—I think she was tired of your
company, sir—and I hadn’t the heart to
refuse her when she wanted me to take
her place.”
“And you have been listening to all
my idiotic talk 1 What must you think of
me ? Can you ever forgive me for the way
I have talked, and,” laying his hand on
her arm, “tell me, Blanche, that you
loathe"and despise that fellow Douglass.”
“But I do not loathe and despise Sir.
Douglass. On thc contrary, I consider
hiffi know Gut-Shat of the pleasantest do f ., I:
GoiiglasS yott Wi
Air: for? Are foil so ihft<iuate<t
with J»im thal you catiiiot talk Sf sdiytluz ,
eb'e?.”. .. I
infai^ied ,
test “I the man, I with wanted him! to I heartily knock Ini d| |
down every time he looked at you In
night. Blanche, darting,’” slipping hi t
arm adroitly around her waist, “toll me,
do you care gyen a little for mo? Are you
perfectly indifferent to me, when I ]&?»«■
worshiped all life?” :
you nit '
‘Tt would serve you right if I hated I
you, and I don’t see why I don’t, aftr
the have treated f i
way you me—never i
come near me or speak to me at all, ’ t
with a most reproachful glance.
“But. you don’t hate me, do toy ;
Blanche?” # |
“No—1 dor p” slie confessed.
Ml. (dtetsl.onfe'.s horse lagged la a tnott
unaccountable fashion the last half of H e
tva^ hetme; but everything miJst have been
verv harmonious; for the first time Mb ,
Greystonc met Mr. Douglass, he
him with siich hearty good humor as to
fill that gentleman with wonder, and he
marveled greatly what had come over that
gruff fellow, Greystonc. Bv Jove. h<
never used to hardly speak to' a fellow.”
-Lizzie Van Dcrvort.
A Brazilian Swell.’
azilinn titles hereditary, but if
. aro not
for three generations the descendants of
noblemen are entitled to the appellation
of “mosa fldalgo,” or “young gentle
man,” and enjoy the rights and privi
legesof prmleges their co nsrst noble mamly p^e^ors. o^bemg allowed these,
by law to “put on more style” than or
dmary individuals. If a “mosa fldalgo’
wants to enter the army hccan do so as
a cadet, and is entitled to wear a star on
Ins coa sleeve. M hen he goes to tlu;
palace he can wear his hat until hc comes
into the presence of thc Emperor, and
while ordinary officers have to bitch up
their sw ' .^before entering the Imperial
portals, he i go in with hts weapon
jangling ana’humping along the marble
floors. This privilege of wearing
j a hat in the house and
j j making a racket in the
pn-sence-;i
Brazil. Then, too, a “mosa fldalgo”
cannot be arrested except by a special
warrant from some high official—1 have
forgotten which one—and when hc goes
on a “racket” and breaks street lamps
and windows the police cannot arrest him
and the police justice docs not give him
a lecture with his fine the next morning.
Instead of that he is arrested with solemn
pomp and u long warrant, and is confined
in the “ Place of Honor” in thc prison,
When a “mosa fldalgo” leaves tho coun
try he goes to tho palace and says “good
bye” to tiie Emperor, and that monarch,
awfully bored, graciously permits him to
purchase a ticket by thc first steamer.
But in order to enjoy all these great priv
ileges one must not only be a “mosa li
dalgo” Ipt fhen must take out a patent as
suoli. he can have the title printed
on his visiting cards and is a recognized
“swell.”— N. Y. Tribune.
French Fun.
Air. Goodman goes out for a walk with
liis son and they visit the Zoological
Gardens. Arriving in front of a cage
containing some magnificent Cochin
China fowls, he remarks to his son:
“Admire those superb animals.” And
turning to thc keeper hc says, with the
tone of a connoisseur:
“Those chickens belong to the family
of galliuacsc, do they not?”
“No, monsieur,” replied the keeper,
“they belong to the Gardens.”
A friend to a Hercules of thc Southern
provinces :
“AVhat is that llicar of you? You have
been knocked down by a carriage and
broken a limb?”
“Just the contrary, my good friend. It
was I who overturned the carriage and
broke a wheel.”
A prisoner condemned to death is being
led to the scaffold.
AVhcn he beholds the dreaded guillo¬
tine hc begins to utter horrible cries and
clutches the arms of the executioner in
his fright. An officer of the police, with
a frown, steps up to the prisoner, and
says in a severe tone:
“Look here, my good fellow, if you
don’t make less noise I shall have to ar¬
rest you for disorderly conduct.”
Madame has just engaged a new cook.
“You have excellent references,” said
she to her new servant, 1 ‘and I hope I
shall be satisfied with you.”
“Madame can rely on me. I ask only
a leave of one hour twice a week—
Wednesday and Saturday.”
“What to do?”
“Those are the days when I take my
piano lessons,’'— Translated for Graphic,
A MULE WHIPS A BEAR
Desperate Combat in a Penn¬
sylvania Forest,
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^ ^ ^ Hosts tJnoi Bruin
vj w v ,t ja ip hcisiotf. • •
‘
A recent letter from Scranton, Penn.,
U> the New York Sun says: Ike Garvey
and Eph Dunham, brawny woodchoppers
of the upper Lehigh timber region, took
a team of mules Inst Saturday and began
to draw railroad tics from the woods out
to the main road. Along in the after
noon they lot the mules stand in the
wood road, while they went ahead to cut
down a lot of saplings. Presently they
saw a black bear tramping through the
snow in thc rear of the sleigh. When
the bear reached the sleigh lie turned to
the right, walked past it, and sniffed at
the heels of the old mule. Thc mule
whb Appeared to be sleeping when the
b , ” ar waddled tip stuck t plus Cars at once,
right lund tool like a flash, find
«» v « tho h eaT * ^ rnblc kick '" th ° <icck ’
. tho
' 'll" “ ? n °^ l* ,r ’
twl,y n stl "!° ed I,y tb e blow, the sharp
ih * sboe ba y>ng cut and
h ™* sed tllu flcs 1 d,rw:,ly (He tiu '
Dunham and Garvey laughed heartily
at tho mule’s peculiar conduct, for hc
bad always been a very docile animal,
and ran down to the team at once.
Alcantime the bear had recovered from
tho kick and got on his feet again, and
was looking around to sec where hc was
and to find out what had ■J hit him. The J
^ ^ ^ t u
e ^ J ^ ^
?ame do to the , leih i* . Thc
womed to ” thc mu for hc instant
{or ^ ^
aw from bis matc . Everymotion indi
d that hc wanted te be let loose on
! dbc bear
| uga we nnhnrnPSS him , fc j .
| a’ht the hear ‘ if he wants ' to ' ” rem-irkerl
j Uarvcv 'uAlV
; riirht ^ ” said Dunham- ' “we’ll do
jt.”
Dunham then jumped to the mule’s
and unsijnppe*! the lines. Tn »n
S^WFi^fid^fie’iamc strep and the bob
lyband were unbuckled, and thc mule
slipped from under thc'harncss with noth
ing on except the headstall and collar,
Then the mulo turned straight around
and made for the bear with all his might.
He lunged forward with so much force
and speed that he went right over the
bear’s back before he stopped. The bear
did not attempt to get away, but stood
upon bis haunches and was ready to fight,
as soon ns tho mule turned him.
The mule struck at tho bear savagely
with both forward feet, but tho bear
dodged and thus escaped the blow. Then
tho bear rushed at the mule, uttering a
grunt of anger as lie did so, and tried to
strike him in the breast. The mule, liow
ever, showed more anger and grit than
tho bear did, and, ns the latter came to
ward him, hc struck the, bear on the
shoulder with one of his sharp calks, and
the bear groaning with pain from the
blow, backed away. The mule quickly
followed up the advantage he had gained,
and the bear tumbled backward over a
log, making the snow fly. The mule
leaped over the log and struck the bear
on thc back w ith both fore feet before he
j had time to get up, but he paid dearly
; for it, for thc bear twisted his head
! around and got tlic mule’s right foreleg
between his jaws and bit it badly.
Dunham and Garvey, who had the ut¬
most confidence in the mule’s ability to
conquer thc bear, kept at a safe distance
and watched the fight closely. AVhilc
the bear was f rying to crush thc bone in
the mule’s leg, thc mule bit the boar’s car
! and made tl.o blood run. A moment
j later the mule succeeded in yanking his
leg from the bear’s jaws, pranced around
in the snow after he had done so, ifnd ap
peared to be madder than ever. Then
the two infuriated animals came together
again. As the mute raised his front feet
to strike, thc bear sprang under his body,
knocked his hind legs from under him,
and tumbled him over on his side. The
mule scrambled to his feet iu a second,
rushed up to the bear, and gave him such
a tremendous thump on the nose that it
made the bear stagger and roar. He was
not yet ready to retire from the conflict,
though, and as he made another effort to
strike the mule the blood spurted .from
his nostrils. He stuck his nose into thc
snow and groaned loudly, and the mule
stood off a few feet and eyed him steudily.
Presently the bear raised his head and
plunged at his antagonist again. The
mule wheeled suddenly as the bear
approached him, and, turning his tail
toward the bear, kicked him in the jaw
with one of his hind feet and kieled him
over on his back. Before he could g-et
on his feet again the mule had begun to
stamp on him with his sharp calks. The
bear struggled desperately to get away
Vol. VI, New Series, No. 13.
from the. terrible Mo 4 ** which his long,
enred antagonist dealt him, but his efforts
were useless, The bear was getting
weaker and weaker, and, when Dunham
and Garvey ran to ihe spot and clubbed
the mule off, was unable to rise and was
moaning piteously, Garvey at once hit
the bear bn the top of the bead with
flic back of his axe,, and put an end VC
his suffering*.
Strangled by an Oelopns.
An American travelling in Europe
about ten voars ago observed in tlu: gay¬
est assemblies of Laris and Vienna, and in
the-niubtiu- Mb*Mm-. •>, 0
one of his fellow-countrymen, a scholarly,
grave man, whose tastes and pursuits in
life, as also his work, lay wholly in study
and research.
“What can bring him night after night
to such places? Hc looks utterly wretch
ed,” the stranger asked of an American
,
official.
“He is the victim of an octopus,” \V.t«
the jesting reply. “His wife is one of
those soft, clinging, absolutely selfish
creatures, who wrap themselves about a
man’s life, and bend it to their will, still
ing it ancl drawing all the strength out
of hie soiil, precisely as tho devil-fish
itoiild Out off ids body. Mrs, C-
chooses to live a fast, dissipated life, and :
she fotccs her husband to indulge her in
it by her incessant caresses and protesta¬
tions of affection.”
A year later Air. C-became a bank¬
rupt, and soon after lost his reason, and
after a few months he died. American
correspondents writing homo stated that
the cause was unknown, as his domestic
relations were most happy. But those
who knew him best, said that he had
been “stifled by an octopus.”
Lavater declared that each human face
bore a likeness to some animal, and also
indexed thc character; thus that we
found in some men thc features and qual
ities of thc lion, the mastiff, or tho wolf;
and in some women those of the rabbit,
the dove, thc cow, or the serpent.
If we follow out. this whimsical fancy,
wc may class , many , human , beings . with . ,
the clammy, bloodless octopus. They
are usually .men or, more often, women a
weak intellects and indomitable will, who
invariably consider their own comfort ot
wishes first in life, and who have found
wheedling by gentle manners and caress¬
es thc surest way to success.— Youth's
Companion.
Presence of Mind.
While traveling in Russia, Peter the I
Great had to take refuge in a monastery !
from the inclemency of the weather. Tho
monks received him with the greatest hu- I
mility and deference, and prepared u ban
quet, for him.
One of the young monks presented the
manareh with a large glass goblet of wine j I
The young monk stumbled, thc goblet
fell to the floor and was shattered into a I
thousand pieces beyond stomachic the hopes distur¬ of re- j
pair, while most of the
ber went down the back of Peter’s neck.
Furious with rage, Peter (he Great ;
sprang to his feet and raised his whip, ;
without which he never went out, and
was about to flagellate thc monk several ;
consecutive times. The monk, however. |
folding his arms with dignity, ad¬
dressed the chair as follows: “My lord j
and czar, not drop by drop, but in a per- i
feet gush arc God's precious gifts poured ,
over thee. May all thy enemies come to
grief even as this glass has been shattered’
to pieces."
Peterthe Great was disarmed. Instead
of laying the goad on the monk’s back,
he made a motion to Jay it on the table,
which was carried unanimously. He also,
appointed thc young monk Archiman
dritten of Patschcrky, which was thc
least he could do under the circumstan- \
ces. This is historical. AVe are giving j
it straight to the American public, but :
:
always reserve to ourselves the right of
putting it into our own language.— Texas \
/siftings.
A Street Gar at Sea. i
There is a lawyer in Boston who is in
the habit at times of addressing individ¬
ual jurymen when inattentive or restless,
and sometimes his argumentem ad homi
nem is affective. Some time ago he was
trying a case against a street railway
company, and there was an old sailor on the
jury who seemed to give no heed to what
either counsel said. The lawyer made
his most eloquent appeals, but mil in vain.
Finally lie stopped in front of the sailor
and said: “Mr. Juryman, I will tell yon
just how it happened. Thc plantiffi wai
in command of the outward-bound open
car, and stood in her starboard channels.
Along came thc inward-bound close cm
and just as their bows met she jumped
the track, sheered to port, and knocked
the plaintiff off and ran over him.” Th<
sailor was dll attention aftor this versios
of the affair, and joined in a $5,000 ver
diet for tho injured man.
The ETer-Green Pine.
Oh, a valiant tree Is the ever-grern pine,
Tlmf grows on tbo bleak mountain side:
Not » fear does it feed of the wind or the
storm,
As it stands like a king in its pride
The lightning may flash ’round its Mi wav.
ing crest.
And the wind ’inid its branches may rave;
But it stands in its strength like a lion at bay r
Or a hero, who’ll ne’er be a slave.
Oh, a sorrowful tree is the ever green pine
That, grows in the sw eet smiling vale.
It murmurs forever a low, plaintive song
That resembles a loro lover's wail.
« stretches its st rong, shady branches abroad
-*
To tho brcezes that merrily blow,
Oil, a bountiful tree is the ever green pine
That grows on the hill’s sleeping side;
It shelters tho woodbind, gives shade to the
deer,
And makes cheerful cur house, far and
wide.
Then honored and loved bo tho ever grren
pine
That fears neither lightning tier gale.
And cherished still more Vie tbe sorrowful
tree
That sighs in the sweet smiling vale,
—J [. J. Iliordan.
IIIJMOKOUS.
“Ahem !” exclaimed the needle.
Justifiable homicide—Sleighing girts,
A roadbed is for the convenience of
wheels when they are tired.
“No,” said the hack-driver, “I can’t
stop; my business is driving. ’
Thc home rule question—Who is to
get up and light thc fire ?
“All flesh is grass,” but some people
display more greenness than others,
In this progressive age it is pleasing to
know that every milk train has its cow¬
catcher.
Human efforts to achieve certain aims,
! are very much like a cat trying to catch
| its tail. Just as wc think wc arc about
to succeed, away goes the tail.
A taste for painting 1 I don't know; ,
He may, jx'ihaps, be full of it;
He did his best to paint a cow,
And-woll ? He made a bull of it.
A fagllion „ x , hanpl , tells of “new
| for mpn ]t smns to „ s tbat
^ b most wanted is not ncw wrinkles,
but some method of getting rid of tho
I old ones.
“This is a most, trying situation,”
spouted the little whale, when hc was
cut up and put in the boiling vats. -‘I’m
afraid it’s oil over with me,” and he bo
gan to blubber.
“Why do all the cold waves come
bom tho northwest, my dear ? asked a
f° n d husband. “Oh, bemuse there is
80 mucb c0 °l ness between St. 1 aul and
Minneapolis,” was thc reply.
“It may be,” soliloquised an afflicted
old lady, “that my troubles are blessings
in disguise, as my friends are all the time
telling me, but I do wish they’d throw
off the disguise once in a while.”
Thoughtful Young Lady (to college
graduate)—AVho, in your opinion, Mr.
Muscle, was the noblest Roman of them
all ? College Graduate—I used to think 1
llanlan was, but I wouldn't bet a cent on
any of ’e m now.
_
Real New England Beans.
Every day or two I see the Massachu¬
setts members wending their way in
groups over to the Senate wing of the
Capitol about lunch time, writes a Wash
ingtpn correspondent. 1 hat queer un-'
dertow which keeps the two houses so far
separate, though they sit within a stones
throw of eacli other, also generally makes
the members patronize their own restau¬
rants. On inquiry it. turned out that thc
Massachusetts men went over to tbe other
end to get some baked beans, which
Senator Frye's protege, Landlord Page,
in regular New England style. 1
serves '
Those over at the House are
weak in their color and baked
f n l° a mass, while Page has a
knack of putting his beans upon thc table
with the real Yankee red tint and each
bean perfect in its form. This is what
catches the New Englanders, who all pat¬
ronize Page’s bean-pot during the week.
But he tells me that he has made no mon¬
ey since he came to AVashington, and on
the contrary has actually lost some. He
says the Senate restaurant is not a paying
property, unless liquor is allowed to be
s °ld over the counter,
Remarkable Time,
“I’m not a sprint runner,” said Char¬
ley, “but I made fifty yards once in rc
markably quick time. It was just that
far from the front door to the gate, and
my girl’s father held the dog and allowed
me ten seconds to clear the distance.”
“I grasp the situation,” replied Gus,
“but fifty yards in ten seconds is not
fast time."
“No, but when I reached the gate I
bad eight seconds to spare,”— Yew York